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“Nightwing is not joining.”
Clark frowned.
“Batman, you've never objected this strongly to recruiting someone.”
“He's not joining.”
“You keep saying that.”
“Because the answer isn't changing.”
Hal crossed his arms. “Why do you care so much?”
Bruce went silent.
Because he's my son was the answer.
But nobody in this room could know that.
Bruce simply said:
“Because I've seen what happens when people like him get pulled into League-level conflicts.”
Diana watched him carefully.
“You're speaking from experience.”
Bruce's eyes narrowed.
“I'm speaking from knowing him.”
And that tiny sentence would make the League start wondering:
How well does Batman actually know Nightwing?